Chapter 652: Finding faults with each other.
The boats bearing the Phoenix King's flame mark sailed upstream from the Briogne River. When passing some villages along the way, the attendants would sprinkle a lot of exquisite jewelry and food for the poor monkeys of Bretonnia. A gift from the Phoenix King.
There really weren't many people on this trip. Except for the guards responsible for the security of the three big shots, most of them were diplomats from the Phoenix King's Court.
But these guards are not simple things. The Flameborn Knights with golden armor, the Sword Master of Hoth who has been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years, and the Charis Guards who have been walking in the mountains and forests for a long time are all Ulthuan's prestigious elite troops.
Imric, who was looking for trouble with the Flame Knights, looked quite surprised when he met Odd,
"Hey, I didn't expect you have some young faces. I originally thought they were all old guys that the Phoenix Court didn't want. ."
Odd sneered and stood in the aisles of the front and rear decks to confront Imric,
"When will you Caledor change your words? Mikhail has said these words countless times, and my ears are numb when I hear them. It's time to wake up. But it's you. None of the guards on the Dragon Prince's trip found the dragon companion. Caledor is really getting more and more advanced." Prince Charis then pointed at the
veterans watching the show next to him, especially The long hair that has turned mostly white,
"Edgar, how long have you been serving? It should be close to 550 years. I didn't expect Caledo to want an old guy like you to appear. It's because the family has not been involved in foreign trade. , or Imrik didn’t give you the treatment you deserve, come to the embassy to earn some extra money to supplement your qualifications, so that you can take care of your children at home later.”
Edgar was not angry, they were all old acquaintances, and they talked a little more He had no worries at all, and instead counterattacked with something that Oud was unhappy with,
"You may not be any more comfortable with each other than I am, watching helplessly so many outstanding young people being sent to Lothern to be mascots, and being treated as such by a group of young ladies. The baby looked at it, worried that the white lion cloak on his shoulders was missing a hair, which would affect the image of the Phoenix King.
But the environment in his hometown was so bad that it needed to be protected, so a group of woodcutters with big axes stood at the golden gate. The bamboo pole soldiers holding spears are fighting with wild beasts. It is better to let them come to Caledor. The dragon court can give double the salary." Obviously
this sentence talks about Oud's pain points. Charis is usually Osu. An was the most insignificant person he had ever played. Apart from providing white lion guards to the Phoenix Royal Court, he could only spend all day fighting with monsters in the ravine.
But there was nothing he could do about it. The White Lion Guard's high salary was an important factor in maintaining his finances, but he still wanted to punch Edgar in the face.
"You damn idiot, if I hadn't taken advantage of you back then, you would have died in the gutter of Naggaroth." "
Haha, you still have the nerve to say this. If you idiot hadn't been cut off from the communication line, I would have died." As for being surrounded by that group of losers."
"Your scouts didn't even share any information, and left me waiting to fall into the trap of Druchi?" "
You are too useless." Edgar's tone of voice was not right. The prince's respect is what we old Caledor elves are like, and we don't tolerate others.
Seeing Odd's momentum becoming more and more fierce, the guards behind the prince were also gearing up and eager to try. Edgar was not worried about losing the fight. Even without war horses and dragons, he could defeat these woodcutters.
He waved his hand and pointed to the empty deck, "Don't just talk but don't fight. Let's go practice and see if you, the old lion, still have the energy to eat Druzi in Nagaros." From the Imperial
Guard Odd, who took the battle ax in his hand, turned his head, and when his shoulder blades twisted, his whole body made a popping sound like popcorn,
"Let's go, but I have to make a bet. If I win, Charis, the transit station in the Drift Islands, will also be injected." Funds, and get part of the management rights."
When it comes to this kind of thing, Edgar definitely has no way to make the decision. He can only shrug and express that it is really boring. The duel also involves politics and leaves the leadership to Imric.
He finally saw that the old lion was willing to accept the provocation and find a reason to intervene in the outer ring trade circle.
Imrik was a little surprised. In the old man's teachings to him, he said that Odd was an out-and-out reckless man who liked gambling, fighting and drinking. He was a warrior, not a politician.
But since he wanted to join, there was no reason to refuse.
"You lost."
Odd smiled cruelly, as if he didn't think he would lose, but still explained the bet,
"I have a regiment of five hundred people in my hand, all of whom are trained as reserve forces for the White Lion Guards. If I lost, and they will serve the Dragon Court for free for a hundred years."
Thinking about the strength of the White Lion Guards, although this regiment is definitely not that strong, in general Charis is known for his toughness and is good at being alone. The battle shouldn't be much inferior.
Imrik naturally would not refuse this kind of thing. If everyone makes money together, this is a good thing. It would be even better if the soldiers are shared, "Yes, but the stakes need to be changed. Regardless of whether you win or lose, Charis can join This outer ring trade circle. But if I win, I will provide these young men with good subsidies, but if they lose, the treatment will be hard to say."
Aude has no reason to refuse. Anyway, neither party is losing money. , just treat it as a friendly match.
"Then let's have fun. I hope we two old guys can still hold on until the sweat comes out." "
You guys, don't talk about the elderly being worthless." Edgar was quite angry and hammered Odd's shoulder, pulling Following him towards the open space on the deck, are you really going to take it seriously just because of a few words? He is no longer a young and energetic boy, and he thinks about many things more thoroughly than before.
Imrik chose to be a melon-eater, found a wooden board in front of him, and produced a bag of gold leaf coins from nowhere. When he threw it on the wooden table, it made a crisp sound, like the call of a god.
He called the theatergoers to come over and shouted,
"The banker is open, and we pay one for one. If there is a draw, I will take it all."
Although this move was very dishonorable, gambling is an essential part of the battle. Before long, the board had already The piles of gold leaf coins look like two hills.
There was an obvious difference during this period. The Dragon Prince did not blink when he threw the money, all of it was thrown at Edgar, while the Charis Guard was discussing in a low voice who should be suppressed.
Seeing this move, Odd loudly teased Imrik, who was still asking the herald to record his name,
"You will share some points with me later, otherwise I will fake the match."
"Don't worry, you have your share."
Before the war The warm-up session was almost over, and the melon-eating crowd was watching the two veterans confronting each other. A Charis elf suddenly said,
"Who do you think will win?"
"Prince Aude, although Prince Edgar is famous, but This is foot combat, the area where Prince Oud is best at."
Imric put away the last gold leaf coin and yelled at the crowd who were still discussing,
"What are you doing? I didn't see a fight coming. Shut up! Learn how to speak."
The warriors who looked at each other affectionately for a while showed their special skills. Edgar still used the halberd he usually used in infantry combat, trying to use his length advantage to open up the situation. Only a fool would think that Prince Charis is a For the weak, choose to fight with a long sword and a big axe.
The precise and deadly halberd stabbed Odd's chest. This was an obvious test. Whether you choose to dodge or block with a battle ax, you will be greeted by the halberd's diverse attacks.
But Odd obviously ignored this kind of temptation. The battle ax held in his chest did not have too much power, and he only relied on the strength of his arms to hit the side of the halberd.
With a sonorous sound, the halberd was immediately lifted open. The force from the top caused the handle of the wooden pillar to bend and rebound significantly, and it almost fell off Edgar's hand in the eyes of others.
Odd roared angrily, his eyes widening and gathering momentum. The lion on his shoulders seemed to come alive at this moment, with his long gray hair flying together with his temples, just like an awakened twilight lion.
He broke the distance advantage of the halberd in the most direct way. If he stabbed, he would slash, if he picked, he would slash. If he hooked, he would also slash. He walked towards his opponent with the most determined pace, rough and wild.
As a bystander, Imrik rotated the gold leaf coins with his fingers to assess the battle. He felt that Oud's fighting style was very different from that of Kohir.
The latter's swing of the Cuiyin Ax is quite enjoyable to watch, and his elegant and precise moves are just like the most superb dancer, which is in line with Asul's impression of a perfect warrior with both reality and reality.
Odd, on the other hand, appears to be much wilder. Many of his subconscious ways of exerting force are life-threatening. It is obviously used to deal with large targets. The simplest metaphor is that he is a bit like a dwarf butcher.
Although he is no stranger to killing people, he is still best at killing monsters.
Secretly observing the surrounding Charis guards who had sweaty palms, they seemed to be worried about losing all their hard-earned stipends. This was a bit good.
I just like this kind of simple and crude unit, and I have to find a way to get more from Oud. How can five hundred people be enough? At least five thousand.
(End of chapter)